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THE REPUBLICAN, WEBNlfiSDAY, ALGONA, IOWA, MAKCH 28, ; 18«3. JUtufcc vaatrfarh wonder of the night, Alt the air for the brown moth's wing* to *kim; flhrttho stars ar« tut awny fi-on> him, open window la full of lltfht. rntrth follows the candle's glow Where fjolden haired Lois reads and dreanig, :8**tlll that an imaged sal til. «lie seems, WSeb tapirs before her and nyos bent low. AtMnt her hair and the flame Uu wheels, .*tor hair full of su null I no and sweeter yet Ttuui the yellow rone by the night dew wet, (hat faint to the flame ho reels. mveop of his wings the candles flare, .Awl, what maddens him more, he does not •know Who «liinrlng flame that scorches so, llS»ab«> yellow Bplendor of her hair. Oa«*«r>Urow and neck, in soft little rings, Hilton J.ike the tendrils of a vine: M« lias never HW.II a web so tine, 4s«<ears to touch it with his frantic boats at the light T.UHn •torture down on her book he slips; 1Sk*i5w«ui)S him tutide with her finger tips, lijfl iU'e natters out Into the night. -M. •!). tiatch in New York Snn. THE SOUL OF THE CAT, Voc Satti Ling was H lonely one. Me thaml friends in plenty and relatives, too. 3for thai matter, but Ling had his own vswnws on matrimony and he didn't be- ilawe anybody could be happy without :i •wife, it was strange why he had so snd- <l«saly taken on that belief, for hadn't he fifteen years aw.iy from his o\vn ry Land! Of course ho had. <'aine first to Ihp Golden Hills •••.ml to work in ihe mines, but he «esra4(l«'t stand it, for ho used to feel the •.stnmjjtt \vhite devils at night punching fiiiui ii; the back. So he gave his claim .-in •rht' Golden Hills to a relative and :tra.veled across the continent to New York, curled np like a mink on a seat of r.ihtt smoking car. O« was idle I or awhile and then started -in t-o ft: 11 siia]) to the lauiulrymen, until iiissJJy lie got enough of the American .tiKwi's cash to ivnt fi stort 1 . Me put out te* -rod sign, with the fluttering red .•Atreaiiipra on it to keep the evil ones -.away, ;xnd he lieoame :i merchant. Ev-.airy. night for years he had crawled into ; &2S little brink curtained off at the bad; i offfche store, and after comforting him- : .sz2f with the opium he loved so well ho fcxni fallen to sleep, to dream of pretty «sc > girls tottering on pink clouds s the water and stretchijig their out to him. lie often thought of China and the life there, and lie r.sed to count money in his trunlc and wonder when .;&& would have enough to go hack and •'303 •& koonfoo's rank and wear a cap ••with the red button of the third degree. "3ffes» U-} thought he would buy with -seme of his money the prettiest girl in 'Jfce province, and she would have feet so ^small that she couldn't walk at all un- iess she had a strong servant holding •.•aseh hand. He often played the lottery in the hope dhsii he would win, and he burned prayer .-.Siicfcs -before his kat god that ho might feave luck, but he might just as well -.oave saved the r-ticks, for luck never «zwx&. So persistently did he lose that .-more than once he was tempted to let • 3S«i of the burning prayer sticks, fall -•OTKr.ugaiust the god r.nd burn it, but he E. -afraid lest the deceit should be dis- find the god seek a just revenge. <One day there came into his stove a •white girl who lived on the top floor of iwnl a round the corner. She i hair like the wong f-hilt gold he used • i-sxlig out of the (iolden hills. "tkiy, John." she said, "me mother's ••arm out o' sope, an she's up to her neck MB ivnshiii. <TJinine a bar!' 1 ' ; Lhig vvzis smitten with a great love. 'flerezuomberi'd having seen this girl go his store many times, but lie never .such a cliaiice as this to speak to Khi- dashed on, Vhile Utig went In waited. After awhile shecaraein with a "You lakkee China candy?" began Ling before she could say anything "Heap good!" and he shoved a queer little box -full of kenng toward her. '1 lakkee you." he continued, while he picked at the gilt buttons on his blouse. "1 bling you nice close, heap nice,' J'ot: eabe? Makkee you nice close, you dless heap nice, sabe? You mally ine, you hah heap money." "Marry you, John? Well, I guess not! Me old woman would pull the pigtail out of your head if she heard you makin any breaks like that." "You mally ine bimeby," said Ling, as though lie felt sure he would win. "So long, John!" she said, ns she went out munching the candy. That was the first of the queer courtship. It struct: Maggie seriously, as though she thought she might do worse. "1 don't know but what I'll marry the Chink," she said to herself. "I'll get all ther clothes an money I want an I'll be boss, you can betl" There was a cat which used to sleep under Ling's counter. She grew fat on the scraps of chow chop suey and chue ynnk which fell from the table, and altogether lived a life of peace. But the day Ling proposed to Maggie Sullivan the cat's manner changed. Instead ot sleeping under the counter all the day she took to walking on the counter, mewing uneasily in a wailing voice which filled the room with a distressful sound. Then she would pause in her walk, and sitting on her haunches glare at Ling with staring eyes. Once or twice he drove her away, but she came back and glared until her eyes turned from green to purple. Once he struck her with his bamboo t'ung, and she retreated to a high shelf and watched him. "The evil one possesses her," said Ling, and he burned more prayer sticks before his kashat Joss, but the wailing of the cat uever ceased. She crept umlei Ling's bed that night and scratched at the matting ou the floor: she paraded the little room, and her big shining eyes seemed to light up tha dark place. From that night the cat was never at rest, and Ling became so stricken with a silent terror that he \vnuM go out into the street rather than cross her path. Hi- forgot about tin- cat a couple (if days later, when Maggie Sullivan came in. She was better dressed than usual. "Hello. John," she bogaii, "I had a row with the old woman, and I've dim out I'm dead sick of gittin jumped 0:1. Kosv.ii' von wantcr marry me on ther suuniv. I'm with vou, but. 1 don't want around. %e OhTnlti alters 'Abl;"* ''Wii 'tip if yer a-goln ter git,niarrieds'V Ling had a vagtte ; idea that hewaa very.happy. The opium had,brought a peaceful i feeWng, ,but he Mras rather stupid. Maggie sat' 6n the edge of the bunk arid the cat walked across the room with stately tread, glaring at her. She paused at her feet, and at tine'bound was on her lap. "Hello, pussy!" she said, putting her facedown and stroking the fur. Like a flash a paw shbt out; five hooked, sharp clawa were unsheathed and dragged across-.the girl's cheek. She gave a frightened scream, and when Ling looked he saw three red lines down her face, from which blood waa dripping. And the cat walked slowly across the floor with the same stately tread. "I've got a nice looking face now!" said Maggie, "and 1 think I'll have that cat killed." "Less," said Ling, "kill hlim," and he rose dreamily and tried to drive the cat out, but she wouldn't go. He gave it up and cursed the spirit which possessed tho cat. "Some enemy of mine has died," he thought, "and his soul has gone into tho cat." Maggie washed the blood from her face and put on three long strips of plaster, and then went around to the Five Points mission, wh-ere they were married. The minister, Mr. Boughton, asked them both a great many questions, and satisfied himself that everything was all right. Before he dismissed them he said he hoped Maggie would be happy, "1 hope so, sir," said she, "an they say the Chinks are good to their wim- men." They went back to the store then. There was a letter on the counter near the scales. It had come from China and was for Yee Sam Ling. The cat sat near it and would not move. Ling pushed her away with a stick, but she came back. He was afraid to put his hand out fcr the letter, so he pulled it toward him with his pipe. It was from his native town. "Your good mother is dead," it said; "the scourge devil carried her away. It was her will that you return and marry the girl she has betrothed to you." The letter fell from Ling's bauds; he looked up and saw the cat still staring at him. "My mother's soul is there to curse me," he whispered to himself, backing toward the door. "It is she! She has come across the big water because 1 did not return." and he kept stepping backward. "The curse has come upon me!" And ho felt for his cue. Then he looked at Maggie and saw tho marks of the claws With a shriek he opened the door and rushed out! HE WRI P6RE9T FftOM OF THE THE toy »&H& will feftite now, In Search of Health He Visit* it Lumberman—Mr. Frankfurter's Cordial Invitation—William's Sensitive Soul Torn In Shred* by McAllister. ' (Copyright, 1862, by Edgar W. Nye.| IN THE PlNEY FofcESt, ) • March. \ We are now flying through the resinous woods, along a lane of pines so dark and green and somber that there's sotne- thing about it that is strangely sad but restful, like the cool shadows of an easy fitting grave at the close of a toilsome life. There's a gentle, soothing lullaby in its graceful, dignified branches and their soft sigh that comes to your worn senses like the well kempt and soothing folds of a well sodded grave to a man be pf,6sjetttef, j^ , however, &4 tepoft that toy health ts but of repair, t was never (ft better health, but my name will not be, presented. This narrows down the fight td Jerry Rusk and a member of the senate Who' last term' received it beautiful red Testament at the close of the session for being neither absent nor tardy. It is certainly to be hoped, for the good of the party at least, that a man will be selected who has been careful all hia life to avoid giving offense— a man who can speak for hours without making a ftffi ; trfttt«^ ttfid the billtto in*, Wit hr«W did it. Mf-gwar&Mbfto trow tsi mortgagee and pester him on interest days, If I have got to associate with tradespeople and not have any refined fun, let me tackle my job with a good grace, and content myself with being a low workingmali with no soul. But it is hard, Mac—it is hard to be driven from your purlieus this way. Remember that whatever 1 am after this, you and Mrs. Do Feyster Bergamot have made me. Recollect, Mac, that 1 gave in mine! F.ope?" he asked. 'Yes. 1 vvsint or bar. an 1 want it •You -Alle lite. ' said Ling, and he clattered iheMtY.1 the i:.".:T<i\v <'u»nter and ]nilled ,«Kt rruiii a r lieii nvo harss of soap. tak!::-i- TWO." lu> said. "No n, you taUkec, you sabeV and .ini.she.d the :-oa;> ;;nd the five pennies .dse'.iad laid <lo\viiii\vay from him. Then •tte went oir. "1 lakKee yon: yon heap •mice'. Ltit yon name:' • i-aul the girl; ' do i, ,lohnV \ Sullivan, if joe, what graft!" supe for mittin name's .Maggie know.' il at her with admiring eyts. to the soap and pennies simply ; al;kei'~. 1 l»''ap lalckee you, sabi '.M i ..•!>!• John," i:aid tho girl, "a;: \ ,. ! .•:i^:,in. i id Ling went to the ! i- her i.ulil !-lu- had. j the corner. Tliei, I narrow cuunti-r \ He rested his : of iiaper. f.unk his chin thought very hard, amounted lo something, ,vi!t lo i lie little cubby room cnr- ili;a the bi;c•!; of the store, and llie big i-aiii'/hoi -vood clu st he caiei'i.liy folded clothes. lle ui.-iii when he came out into Hid a ruuple- of his ipp'.id in to hu\v moke began to blouse, with the • ou tl." bad* where his well oik-d hung, lay in a heap oa the with bis old posv tail and coarse •s; instead IK- wor>.e clothes of bro- d'ark bine silk and his sandals like those of a koonfoo. A cold «rjuii v.-as blowing up the street. H .made him shiver, but he stood his ground •••aid. watched for the coming of Maggie SiwiJivan. Siivt-ry day for a week he watched, un- oil ou tho eighth day he saw her running Jby with a shawl ovw her Dead and a (jitchev in her hand. "Hi-lu. -"tsi-lo, Maggie STm'u! you :my funny ••You mally me?" r.sked Ling, whiU- a smile crept over bis face. "Allee lite. I mally you." "lint I'll toll you, John," the girl went on, "you've got to cut that pigtail off and wear citizen's clothes. You got to be pretty near a white man. Yon got to be as white ns clothes can kin make you, an you got to treat me white, too, or I'll shake you!" Ling didn't want to lose his cue ami he fought against what he considered a sacrilege, but he found Maggie relentless. "1 curl him up so," he said, as tie twisted it about his head; " 'n I puttee on lilat, so." and he pulled an old slouch hat down over his head, " n' noblody sice hlim, haV" No. even that wouldn't do, and Maggie went away saying: "I'm goin up to a lady friends o' mine ter stay teniite, John, an I'll see you tomovrer, an if ther pigtail don't go I don't git married, see'.'" Ling didn't quite see, but he thought a lot. He thought Maggie was the prettiest girl he had ever seen. There was nothing cii'an about her. She had (hie blue eyes, a trim figure and a shock of golden hair that attracted tho China man. The old cat jumped on the counter and yowled and stared at him, and he went out to got away from those green eyes. He went to the Joss house and burned thirty cents worth of prayer sticks and piyier. Hi; made up his mind quickly after that, almost ran down the dark, creaking steps and across the way to where the tai'-tuu'-lo lived and did business. ••Take off this thing!" hewiid, when he sat dawn on the stool in front of thu little razors and Hcisnors. « ••What!" said the barber, "are you crazy, or have the. foreign devils got you too?' ••(Jut it oil', 1 tell you! Are you not here lo do.such work as this':" "No, that is wrong. I knew youv mother. What, would .she say if 1 did it? tier curses would come to me as well to you, unworthy sou. 1 ' Ling ran out while his courage lusted. ile went to ;: Ivwniig-tmig man who lived near Pell street and had no cm-. ••Cut this thing oil'!" he said: he did not need to beg this time. "Ha, ha!" laughed the Kwang-tun man, "you are going to be one of us; p.ud!" and lie [ticked up a big pair o f-l.ears. Snip! and Ling's cue was gone -jut dose to his head. Out Ling ran, U-aving his cue behind him. He went into his store and sat down to think, when up jumped tho cat. Her eyes were yellow this time, and she howled mouru fully. ••(.;-.-t away, you evil thing!" and be pushed her oft' with a stick. He did not .-K'i'p that night; he dreamed stran. things and saw strange sights; hi' thought of his homo in fur oil China. shim- i and liis mother and the little Chines ".John's gone plurnb crazy!" said Maggin to the attendant. "It's th« opium, 1 guess. It knocks 'em all when they get the habit." Ling never came back, so Maggie patched a truce with her mother and went back to the tenement. Nobody but the minister knows she is Mrs. Yw Sam Ling, and the new sign which swings over the door of the little store tells every one who looks up at it that Sun Quong sells Chinese groceries there. Sun Quong was the attendant.—Fred A. Wilson in New York Evening Sun. •so 1 /ell. ytr he cried, com 1 ni- uiauious whom he, had known before h came to the new country. He smokei. aml saw faces in the clouds. In the morning his e.vt-s were heavy and red with i he opium, and he let his hired man do all the work. He lay in his cubby brink and smoked the opium until he, heard a voice. It sounded as if it came from a great distance. It oaid: "Hello, where's the boss? MiornV all right!"' The curtains were pulled back uud Maggie Sullivan came in. "Hittiu ther pipe, chV Well, that's bad for the blood. How's yer pigtail?" "1 cut Wim. He filoue." said Liug Stupidly. Oysters Are u Luxury in England. We do not exactly long for the Port Lincoln oyster of south Australia, which sometimes measures a foot across, and which, fried in bread crumbs and butter, is as much as an ablebodied man can consume at a sitting. Fortunately oysters are found in every sea except, perhaps, the Baltic, for some2,000,000.000 are eaten annually in Europe alone. It is interesting to hear of "oyster gardens' near Sydney, where you go to bathe talcing a towel ami an oyster knife, with a loaf and butter, where you deposi your clothes, and may eat as many oys ters as you can open for a shilling. There is no doubt that the oyster thu freshly taken from the bed may be tasted in the greatest perfection. Traveling disagrees with his liver, which is among tho largest and most important organs and keeping him in ice deteriorates th flavor, as it does that of all fish. Th somewhat melancholy conclusion of the whole matter is that oysters are palatable, wholesome, nourishing—and expensive—and that a great many beds will have been laid down before they can be anything to ua but a luxury or a medicine. They are recommended as "sovran" against the influenza, and calculated to keep old people alive when all other food fails: but we may long in vain for days when a cookery book began its receipts with "Take a lumdivd and (it'ty oysters," or "Take of oysters two quarts." But, as they say in a neighboring island, "the best way to cook an oyster is to eat him raw." — Satr.rdav Review. Why .Siio V»'usn't Afruiu. The fresh air children KUO the country with their own eyes, not with yours or mine. They steadily refuse to gratify thu taste of Kentiinmit.nl and exacting persons by becoming morbidly lost in marvel, or rapt in poetic fancy. Occasionally one linds a child whose mind is sensitive, and who develops a rare appreciation of the beauty of living close to the heart of things, but usually these charity children enjoy whatever comi-s to them in just the same unreflectin prosaic, wholesome way that we tiud most gratifying and healthful in our own children. Very strange and wondurful everything is to them, to he sure; but in a land where everything is strange and wonderful one loses sight of special mar- AT THE LUMBERMAN'S CAMP. who has b^en married for twenty years to a superior woman. Dear reader, were you ever married to one of those—a woman who was your superior in every way and kept the fact at the head of the column next to pure reading matter? This reminds me somehow of Mr. Wilde. If i could have seen Willie in time I would have told him never to marry a stiperior woman, even though she should "throw open to him the door to every avenue of literary success." as his wife did. 1 knew a man ouce who married a superior woman and he died in a madhouse, and the visitor is still shown the marks on his little iron bedstead where he bit it while thinking of his past life. The falls of Niagara are grand and beautiful, besides having a worldwide reputation; so are the Brooklyn bridge and the national debt, but 1 would not care, even if footloose (which i am not), to marry either ono of them. But let us return. We have been for days in the lumber region, i. e., the pinal column of it. At every little sta- ,ion we are joined by lumbermen, most- y foreigners, wearing the picturesque costumes of the camp. Wo saw the Berry Wall of the pine region yesterday. 3e wore a new buckskin shirt, fluted at the seams, and a pair of woolen janties or over-underwear knitted from ;he worsted remnants of a big yarn carnival, 1 judged. They were the most lurid trousers 1 ever saw. Wherever he went you could almost seem to smell something burning. It was a woolen kaleideseope which reminded one of a picture of a volcanic eruption executed by an intemperate . wagon painter. Underneath the clothes I have named above he had all the other clothes he had ever owned since he grew up. This gave him a choked and suffocating appearance, and gave rise to the remark, in the Scandinavian dialect: "1 gort too many pantses on. Dat's be- corse 1 svet so/' The lumberman carries a valise made of a two bushel grain bag fastened together by a top and bottom corner so that he can sling it over bis shoulder. In this, I think, he has a pair of heavy kip boots, some edible tobacco and a large bottle of alcohol. Sometimes the prosperous chopper has a square, black papier mache valise with a toy lock ou it. Yesterday two men got on the train at the same time. One of them was a Canuck and tho otJier was a Norwegian. The Canuck had one of these little black bags with the-tin lock on it which is so. exactly like several thousand other little black valises peculiar to the railroad. Hole on dar, you Frautsiuans!" said tho Norsku man. "You gort my sassle dar!" No, sare," said tho gentleman from San Pierre; "it is eemposseble." By that time both men had bold of the hamlle. They talked broken English back and forth for some time. Then the Norwegian said. "Vort you gort in yours sassier 1 " the Frenchman told of a few things, such as hair oil, uoarhound candy, comb, brush, snowrihoes, etc. The Norsko told what he hail, and in the meantime they pulloti hard on the bug and tho train gut ;i good start. As we crossed a Vrestlo they were both appalled and put to confusion, for tho bag burst open and down through tho trestle there fell a porous plaster and a big iiat bottle of something that thawed great holer:, in the ice wherever it struck, The bag. it seems, did not belong to either of tht-m. i spent tv/o weeks in u lumber camp once by advice of my physiciaus. They said 1 needed pure air and a good deal statement. 1 met a man yesterday who looked like Ignatius Donnelly. 1 am told that it was Donnelly. He said that senators ought to be chosen by the popular vote. Orchestra seats in the senate are too high now, he said, considering the character of the entertainment. He said we ought to be more careful, too, in the manner of inviting men to fill important offices. Out in Leadvtlle there was an elderly German whom we will call Mr. Frankfurter, for that wa« not the name of our hero. He was concerned with Mr. Tabor at the time the big strike was made which turned them into millionaires. One evening Mr. Frankfurter was prowling around the same old lager beet place where he loved to linger before his prosperity. He was talking with Colonel Yowler, of Buckskin. "By the way, Frankfurter," says Yowler, "are you going to the big ban- ket?" He always called it "banket." "Vot banket?" says Frankfurter. "Why, the banket up to Tabor's. All the great men of Colorado will be there, and all of the gentlemen of Leadville." "Py kolly, is dot posseaible? 1 get no inwite for dot banket." "Why, you are a partner of Tabor's, ain't you?" "Yaw, 1 vtwstill a pardner, but Tabor lie has pegoolier notions about dose tings. Ho inwites no one but cheutlo- mens. But look hare. Colonel Yowler, some day 1 vill get me my rewcnge on Tabor. 1 will give already a big expensive banket myself, and 1 won't inwite a chentleman— not :x gentleman! You are all right, colonel. By Chinks 1 you will be the first man 1 will inwitoJ" •The presidential battle ia near enough to the northwest so that the occasional boom of a big gun is heard above the squeal of the planing mill, the squeal* of the logging sled and the' roar of thc- grist mill. The presidential campaign costs toe much and comes too often, but it has a healthful effect. It has the same effect on the republic th;it a well agitated cistern polo has in a cistern. It gives it a a good oxygenution. The- purest watet becomes offensive if permitted to stand perfectly stagnant for too- long. Let in the light and air and you prevent decay. That is where we have tho advantage over a kingdom or an empire. It is said by those who are familiar with foreign potentates and their methods that there | is not a throne in the Old! World that is not alive with cockroaches and otaei bacteria. That would be impossible in this country. Just as a man g.ets to think that he and Tammany together can make the axis of tho earth incline a little more than it used to something is heard to fall from a great height, and on lighting, a candle and scorching a few feathers-it is found to bo that man. you the chance to make something of mn Von know six years asro that 1 WOT You knew six years ago living in New York, for I wrote you from the store and told you wo were coming there to live. But did you call onus? Not much, you didn't. You said afterward that it was because you saw me and Marlborough together a good deal, but that was not BO, for "you and he were pretty thick, too, after that. No, Mac; yon take the responsibility when you cast out men like Mr. Depe.w and me and tell us to go, with the brattd of your disapproval on our brows. You will have to answer before a higher court for this, Mac. When you see me in the morgue, Mr. McAllister, with my tired hands crossed over my peaceful breast and a large 200-pound piece of ice on ine, remember that once t was pure as tbo beautiful snow. Remember that so long a& 1 was riot absolutely shut out of your set I hung on to my rectitude like a pup to a root; but alas! when society shuts the door on one he lets go^ all holds, as ono may say, and cries out with the poet, "Let the tail go with the hide." Word comes to me recently that in re arranging the list of the Pour Hundred ; my name has been overlooked, and there- ha& been considerable- carping about it. This makes twee that Mr. McAllister has counted me out. His only reason, for doing this is not that my standing and wealth at present are not all they should be, but because 1 inherit a coarse integrity together with a tendency toward trade. But why should tho thoughtless and ill advised toil of my parents be thrown, in my face now? Why should 1 be debarred from leading the march at the* Patriarchs' ball or bo compelled to eat tea by myself,.whilo up on Fifty-seventh street and Fifth avenue the dreamy measures of a Strauss waltz are floating out at window and the gas bill is running up on Mr. Vanderbilt at such a frightful rate? Why did 1 aver tell Mac that my father hauled flour to Galena? I do not know. But it has hurt me with. him. I \ Rev. W'llUatn Holltnshcd ©£ Sparta, N. J., voluntarily says: " Tb'"Whom;it May Concern: "•Unasked 1 deem it ray duty, to-a suCcrtng Humanity whoso bodies and- souls I would have licarthy, to toll tticra of tho vnluo of Hood's Sarsaparffla. While living in Ohio ono ot my children was greatly Afflicted With Boils having 30 otuher limbs, and being unaWo ta • •walk. I had heard of Hood's Sarsaparilla, and bought a bottle, half of which cured entirely. Two years after,, another child waa afflicted; as badly. I used; the other half: bottle of Hood's Sarsaparilla with like results. About four years after, tho child first: afflicted; was again tormented like Job, and r. bought, a bottle (on Sunday at that) and againaeure. I gave somo of the medicine to a poor woman and two children; they wore helped as were mine.. Through a testimonial sent to C. I. Hood & Co., inquiries camo . from all the country, asking if it was a 'liona fide' testimonial, and of course I wrote all that It was, and have the. knowledge of Scores and Scores Ot persons helped or cured by Hood's Sarsaparilla. Mild cases (if rheumatism liavo yielded to it. Biliousness and bad liver liave- been corrected in my own family. This is the only patent medicine I have felt like praising. I speak notfor C. I. Hood;,hut for the Jobs who ate- impatient and are tormented beyond endurance. Nothing LJniovr of will cloanso tho blood, stimulate the liver,, or clean the stomach so perfectly as Hood's Sarsaparilla Any person wishing lo know more, enclosing: a stamp will bo informed. Yours for th» health, happiness and virtue of humanity.'" WILLIAM HOLWNSIIKD, pastor of Presbyterian church, Sparta, N. J. ' ' Hood's PUIfi cure habitual «i»uatip»tion. In the bad; vol. A peculiar and disastrous hailstorm once swept over a farm where a dozen children were staying. The children of the household were terrified, but the little visitors were perfectly culm. "1 thought muybe it always rained sharp glass in the country," said one lit- tly girl, when they asked her why she wasn't afraid.—Harper's Bazar. 13otli N«jed$?d. „.„, T _ r Fair Querist—Husband, dear, are there j delegates to the national convention, two "i's" in "business?" They will io it well too. T^W fc» ve a Wideawake Husband (obtuBelyj-^-Cer- good deal of Ipcai J?n&e a»d. tiw tiiinly, rny love. A man wfco gpee jpto | to sustain $>eir reoataHw ft> r i yuslue88Wi of it. Every evening around a big hot tire the choppers from Denmark and Christiana would remove nine pairs oi hose apiece to dry them by tho nice hot stove, and so 1 wout back home where the air was less resinous. 1 do uot care to be too healthy. It makes one look coarse. St. Paul and Minneapolis are making [great calculations on entertaining the The Great Northwest. The sternly settlement of lands in Montana and WashiiiBton.the substantial growth o£ their cities, and Hie constant-increase ot their railway mileage, have rendered tliese states a cen- ler'ol interest lor business men, capitalists and settlers. The best explanation of this growth "As'a rmite to the Northwest tho Northern Paclflc stands unrivalled. Mom »t. r<un ana Minnewolis its express trains reach, principal ft ( tints in Minnesota, North Dakota. Ulamtoba, kontuna. Idaho. Oreismi and WasUlugtou. U is tlKjonlv line with through sleeping ear sor- viee i'o n Ch ca«o to these states, and the only line Miniilng both Vulhnan tourist and freo colonist sleeping cars west of St. 1'anl and Minneapolis. 1'assenyei's fo"> t >« east sVionld ask for lhnni"h tickets via the Wisconsin Central line ami Northern I'aoilic railroad, thus secnrun,' vantage of throuuh sleeping ours (Pull- r-rt-Vlass and I'ltllinvni tourist) from Chi- 7 NYE A.T M'ALLISTER'S. have uever been the same, 1 can see, in his estimation. At the club alao one time i asked him what he would have and he ordered a little Shetland pony of caraway sirup while 1 ordered a schooner of beer, for it was a warm day and 1 was uwf ul dry. I noticed that lie did not talk any more—for 1 am a keen observer—and BO 1 judge that this had something to do with the way 1 have been treated. At lus house once also he passed a porcelain receptacle around while we were smoking, and wbeo be came to we »nd held it toward me! flipped the 9eb.es of wy cjgai iato it. I wee t<$4 afterward that it WftJJ a iKW- 1 wrote him »letter about ill A noteworthy feature of (lie Northern Pacific route is the iWt Uiat holders <>i second class tickets to wcsJeru points oi> tliis line <ue al- lowt'ii tin* niivile^e of slipping over at Spokane Wash-, iinu till points west i>! there for the purpose of exiimiiig lauds. The. (lining cars on the Northern 1'aciflc ave »u Important part of-his service, anil in connection with the graml scenery wake this a favorite line for tourists to California anil othev District passenger agents of Northern Pacific railroad will take pleasure in supplying Montana and Washington folders auove referred to; also maps, time curds and any special information desired ; or application can be roade to Ohas. S». Fee, U 1' & T A, N P UU, Minn, St. Paul, Wyrt $1,000 Can be made in c mouths g.eUlug TuniBQii'g A ttiut- os, Charts and. Wall Particulars free. Address; C TOTOK 'B WemwJr tor Catarrh J» the UpW M Use, «s CATARRH

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